Calling the Divine Messenger's True Name

As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon.

A figure crawled out of the sea onto the beach, clutching a bone book tightly in his hand. His gaze was fixed on Tito Town in the distance.

"Unbelievable. They're all dead," he muttered in disbelief.

The group had traveled a thousand miles to complete this mission, and now he was the only one left alive.

Although Trilobite Men could survive underwater, all the others had been crushed or trapped by the collapsing ground. It seemed impossible for them to escape now.

Even he had barely managed to escape, and despite being a high-level priest, he couldn't withstand the force of the collapsing earth.

His hand caressed the words on the bone book, and his tense, suppressed emotions instantly relaxed.

"Thank goodness I managed to get the bone book out," he sighed with relief.

No matter how many people had died, as long as he could bring this object out, it was all worth it.

He ran quickly with the bone book, as if someone was waiting for him in the distance.

However, halfway there, he suddenly stopped.

His expression was complex, but it quickly stabilized.

In that brief moment, he made a decision.

He took out the bone plates and quickly skimmed through their contents.

There weren't many words on the bone plates, and he finished reading them shortly. He finally knew what secret the great poet Tito had left behind.

His face showed an expression of sudden realization, yet he also seemed profoundly shocked.

"So that's it!" he exclaimed. "The secret left by the great poet is this—there really is a dream spirit that can fulfill any wish."

Untying the rope binding the bone book, he removed the last bone plate document, then retied the bone book.

The leader made his way along the coast, arriving behind a group of reefs.

Behind the reefs stood a tall male Trilobite Man, with immaculate white bone armor and a Ruhe mark like an eye on his forehead.

These features indicated that he was no ordinary person.

If not a king, he was at least a prince, otherwise he wouldn't possess the mark to control Ruhe beasts.

The leader approached him, humbly kneeling to present the bone book.

"Your Highness! This is the bone book left by the great poet Tito!" he announced. "For two hundred years, it has lain hidden beneath the Tito family castle. Today, it has finally emerged into the world once more."

"And now, it belongs to our Volcano Kingdom."

The prince eagerly accepted the bone book, glancing at it before exclaiming excitedly.

"The branch family of the Tito clan was right after all. The great poet really did leave behind a final chapter."

He laughed triumphantly. "The secret that the Star Luo Kingdom couldn't keep, the treasure they couldn't obtain, now belongs to our Volcano Kingdom."

The four royal bloodline families—Xilong, Samo, Sele, and Hosen—represented starlight, desert, ocean, and volcano respectively, symbolizing the most beautiful and powerful things in the world. They were also King Redlichia's blessings and wishes for his children.

They had established the Star Luo Kingdom, Samo Kingdom, Sele Kingdom, and Volcano Kingdom.

These people, disguised as a merchant convoy from the Samo Kingdom, were actually soldiers from the Hosen family of the Volcano Kingdom.

Especially the leader, who was a priest from a royal branch family.

The prince of the Volcano Kingdom asked him, "Why did you cause such a commotion? Didn't I tell you to be careful?"

"Where are the others?"

The leader replied, "All dead."

The prince asked again, "Are you sure they're all dead?"

Leader: "Certain."

The convoy leader nodded, "Although it wasn't perfect, you've obtained the bone book left by the great poet, which is already quite an achievement!"

"You've completed your mission. When you return, glory and rewards will surely await you."

As the prince finished speaking, he put away the bone book.

At the same time, the bone whip in his hand suddenly and unexpectedly lashed out towards the convoy leader.

The convoy leader reacted quickly, deflecting the bone whip with his Ruhe sword.

The blade turned, creating a flourish that knocked away three bone spears thrust at him from behind.

His exceptional combat skills and heightened awareness saved his life.

The convoy leader turned and ran, not daring to say another word, let alone question or curse.

Having personally slaughtered the family of Saint Tito on orders, he had anticipated that his own fate might not be good.

Seeing the other man flee into the distance, the prince of the Volcano Kingdom no longer cared about exposure. He directly activated his wisdom power, pressing his finger to his brow.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The earth beneath began to heave and rise, clearly indicating the movement of a terrifying, enormous creature underground.

He had directly summoned a Ruhe beast.

Over the years, the royal bloodline families had gradually solidified the strongest forms and cultivation methods for Ruhe beasts. The Volcano Kingdom, located in a region of volcanoes and deserts, excelled at cultivating worm-like burrowing beasts.

The convoy leader ran wildly, but before he had gone a few hundred meters, he heard the commotion behind him.

He looked back to see the ground continuously rising and the giant beast rapidly approaching. His face showed despair.

He hadn't expected the prince to dare bring a Ruhe beast so close to the God-Descended City, and to have hidden it nearby.

There was no way he could outrun a Ruhe beast. Now, to survive, he had only one option to try.

He knelt on the ground and began to recite the secret left behind by the great poet Tito that he had just read—the true name of a powerful divine messenger who accompanied the Yinsai God.

In his final chapter, the great poet Tito had said that by chanting the divine messenger's true name, one could communicate with her will.

This would connect him to the realm of the gods.

"Guardian of God's Garden, Divine Messenger of the Dream Realm."

"Dream Spirit named Hope! I humbly beseech you to answer my prayer."

"Hila!"

As he called out that name with strange syllables and intonation, an odd vibration spread through the air.

No one could hear the sound of that name, because rather than a sound wave, it was more like a resonance and vibration of consciousness.

However, he didn't wait for any response.

The Ruhe beast had arrived. Tentacle-like things emerged from the ground, entangling him and lifting him high.

The immense force twisted his legs, instantly crushing them into a twisted mass.

Blood gushed from his mouth, but his eyes showed no resentment or hatred.

Perhaps from the beginning, he had anticipated this fate and outcome for himself.

He looked at the Ruhe beast crawling out of the ground and the prince standing atop its head.

"I thought I could obtain the legendary final chapter of the great poet Tito, and use its power to change the era," he said.

"Even if I slaughtered the saint's family, at least I could achieve some great feat."

"Rather than let a bunch of fat worms occupy this God-given treasure, why not use it to accomplish something great that our predecessors couldn't."

"Alas, the end came so quickly," he lamented.

The prince looked at him coldly. "Did you think you were a king?"

"A bastard from a branch family, your mission is to protect the royal family."

"Glory and achievements belong to the king alone. What right do you have to claim them?"

The leader smiled and suddenly said, "Your Highness! Is this power we've obtained truly sanctioned by God?"

"Perhaps because of this, I've suffered the consequences."

"But it's destined that you won't obtain it either."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ruhe beast's tentacle pierced through his chest.

The prince killed the leader not only to prevent the leak of his order to slaughter Saint Tito's family but also to ensure no one else knew about the great poet's final chapter in his possession.

It was all over.

There was no Volcano Kingdom coveting the God-given objects of Saint Tito's family, just a Samo Kingdom merchant convoy that massacred the entire Tito family out of greed for their remnants.

However, what the prince didn't anticipate was that although the leader had died, his final words had been transmitted.

Along the dreamlike starlight, they reached the dream world.

At that moment, the secret within the great poet Tito's bone book was fully revealed to the world.